To Dye For. But not necessarily To Die For.

This is the first sweater I ever started (a week later I started My Old Man’s anniversary sweater, and I finished it first, so it was actually my first sweater). I had such high hopes for this thing. I love the color. I love the yarn (as a finished product; I’m not really wild about knitting with it). I love the bell sleeves. I love the split sides.

But when I put it on, I look like a lump. And that’s not usually the look I’m shooting for. Oh, and the arm seams are too tight. I’m sure I could somehow undo them and redo them, but I’m just not going to do that.

I didn’t do the crochet edge on the neck yet b/c I’m thinking that maybe if I could somehow change the neck it would be more flattering on me. I saw someone else’s online awhile back and she had added a cowl neck to hers. It was really cute, and I love cowl necks. I think between the cowl neck and the bell sleeves maybe people wouldn’t notice the lumpish quality the sweater otherwise gives me.

Thing is, I’m not entirely sure I know how to add a cowl neck. Do I just pick up stitches and start knitting in the round until I think I have enough?

Meanwhile, I’m obsessed with Cozy and dying to get my yarn and start knitting. I really should finish Baby J’s layette first, though. And I’m suddenly also obsessing about making little knit things for the boys’ 2nd birthday (2 weeks from yesterday). Why do I do this to myself? I will tell myself I’m not going to make any handknits for gifts for a particular occasion, and the next thing I know I am making myself crazy knitting Easter eggs and attempting Easter bunnies. I told myself no knits for the boys’ birthday. So why do I keep coming up with all sorts of ideas of things I could make?!? Earth to earthchick: YOU DO NOT HAVE TIME! Get over it.